Stars on his fingernails, sky in his hair, breath of the sea in his voice.
His father sailed west on an Ottoman clipper -journey of the Magus
from Constantinople. The magician knows the world, feels its blind
dominions held tight in the sleight of his hand. We stumble through
the world like drunk men in a fog, outstretched arms clutching at the
air. Now you see it, now you don’t – then he takes your breath away.
Causes Alex Grant Supports
Southern Poverty Law Center